Lyrics:
Didn't move the brown or the crack
Use to pick up for the fact
I could make more back by breaking down to scores n that
Stack to buy out the stores n that
momma and your Kids
Fucking niggas, they got nothing for me
Run your money up
I don't give a Fuck
I'm making these bucks
While you fuckin up
Henny In my
[chorus]
you always been there by my side i love so ya could've
made me stay but you let me grow see i had to leave but i'll
be back just remember
bright lights at CALM
Come only once a year
Their train ride shares our history
With folks who didn’t hear
The oil rigs and the farms
Buck Owens
rollin' outta state!
Gotta get it at a good rate, get bucks, come home with the weight up!
Dippin' now, in the CAL, get Dre on the phone,
Gotta put
In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it
up
Rhyme till I can't rhyme no more, ball till I can't ball no more
Till I'm 5'9" no more, till the ice can't shine no more
Which ever comes first,
a short time, he coming with everything he got
The angels in chains, the geese of Egypt still beneath their rock
Keep it cocked, when in the top, stay
the eagle
On a buck and truck
And if I'm down
How to get back up
Just survival kid
And it's a struggle worldwide
I'm positive
Shit the ghetto might as well
Be
We'll die together, kill together, face a buck and jury
Momma, I'm like a father to my little sister
Gotta make sure she do right momma she my baby
a funnel
I'm the MS rep on the microphone
If I say what you don't like, go home
That's why the places I play stay packed
You like what I say and you
Uh-um (Bongo By The Way)
Ayy
Stop playin', I'm tryna see what's up with it (what's up)
I'm thee stallion, I'm tryna get buck with it (ah)
He
been on the come up, you can see me coming home
They saying that I'm fearless
Livin' careless
I've been in the field all day with a stainless
My niggas
Buck buck buck
Ooh whoa oh
Give it to me on a silver platter
I'll eat it with my hands, girl it don't matter (It don't matter)
You're in a lane they
Why I keep coming up
They work hard for me to fall
Fuck this nigga eating
I'm munching big bucks BITCH
Fuck ya soufflé talk
laying on their back
Ishdaar vibes checking
You've done the ride
If you stay conscious gotta flex no pride
Coming from the blue white red
I'm gonna stick
coming to soon
Gotta stay out of trouble from the boys in blue
Never lead somebody on
It leads to somebody done wrong
Enough of that talk in my song
honest
Love your loud moans
Pound game got you see colors
Lay on your back now
Quiet down I'm tryna say my grace
And imma stay down
When it's time
Everyday I wake and bake before a play I blow some dosure
Stay away from the haters
I’m tryna get and stack me some paper
Run Up A Bag an Buy Me A Lam
Glock
em act up
Let that money Stack up
Told em run it back up
Im in Havana
Back to Savannah
Went to Atlanta
I hold my hands up
Im coming next up
I make her
know who gon' keep a weapon
Behind they back, form against ya
And turn yo tee to magenta
That's why I stay to myself on my own at home in my shelter
When I say itchy citchy
N****s get b****y b****y cause they heard of ah
Natural born murderer
I'm like Frankenstein is spankin' time
Layin' in
take flight like that Naija eagle how I stay fly
Soyinka pen and pad you don't want to buck when I come through
Haters better duck like Trump you're
can hit it from behind
Getting paid I spend them bucks
Come buss it open for me can I eat it up
Right back from a long day that pussy like my home
Hear
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